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kringe - drum gun lyrics

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hook-

windows down hands go up

drum gun make them run

head my bust, cross the list

tommy gun match tommy fits
(uh)

verse 1-

turn the whole residence ghost town product of my hometown everything goes down (uh)

somethin’ like a wild west throw down two pace turn around stare into the chrome now (uh)

i am like a bad -ss kid, n-body can tell me sh-t (bout this bout this)

i used to be lil bro, oh how the cards unfold uno i win

aye

two unalike

uh

you do more for the likes, front

like i don’t realize, those chains look weird in the light

your foreign, leased

crystal, teeth

old designer, vintage tee

bank, freeze

back up, fees

rich, please

like we don’t see

check my, fees

i’m so felise

stack a rack

go it capish

uh

quietly

i make moves don’t let anybody see

how you bust down vv’s in corollas?

that 1994, b-tch you live with roaches

i’m no rich man, but i can’t flex my brokeness

all black basic st-tches, and i show lo-fi vintage

verse 2-

you not with my clique like that

you can’t take that sprinter back

no shows and no guest list p-ss

i don’t know that name you have

no flashbacks don’t name my past

i call how i see you act

collab with my name attached

you ain’t never liked that track

hook 2~~

windows down hands go up

drum gun make them run

head my bust

cross the list

tommy gun match tommy fits aye

windows down hands go up

drum gun make them run

head my bust

cross the list

tommy gun match tommy fits aye

verse 3-

tommy gun match tommy fits that yellow sporty vintage sh-t

that hang bag that don’t hold u sh-t just flexy stupid stomp your sh-t

uh

talk some sense to me ’cause right now i make enemies

and friends only f-ck that old lil bro sh-t never hit me up like man who owe sh-t

- kringe lyrics

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